Jing Ran was a little relieved, and asked Mo Lao again, "Grandpa, I'll stew you a chicken soup later, although the weather is starting to get warmer, it's still a little cold in the morning and evening, and it's better to drink some chicken soup." ”

"Okay, it's been a long time since I've eaten the chicken soup stewed by Xiao Ran, so I'll eat it today." Mo Lao said with a smile.

Jing Ran obediently stood aside and asked the housekeeper to push Mo Lao to the study.

She watched the backs of the two disappear, and then she turned around, and the smile on her face disappeared, replaced by a touch of bitterness.

After saying those words last night, she felt uncomfortable, buried in the quilt and cried with red eyes.

When she got up this morning, she didn't dare to go out when she saw that she was not a ghost or a ghost.

After grinding in the room all morning, when I went downstairs, I still ran into Mo Lao.

It's been a long time since I've been to this kitchen, and everything is still familiar to her.

Jing Ran began to give Mo Lao ** soup, and he looked focused as if he didn't have anything in his heart.

But only she knows how chaotic her heart is at this time.

After putting everything in the casserole, she stood in a daze.

I don't know how long later, the soup in the casserole overflowed, and she hurriedly reached out to remove the lid, but her hand was burned all of a sudden, and the lid in her hand fell to the ground, making an unpleasant sound.

Jing Ran only felt that her hands were hot and painful, and she was about to flush them with cold water, when a person rushed in behind her, took her hand and put it in the sink.

The familiar smell of mint made her know who was coming without looking up.

She let him take her hand and take the cold water, and also listened to the man's deep voice, "It's always so careless." ”

Jing Dye demon lips, did not speak, his head hung lower, and his eyes were on the man. Bare. Exposed collarbones.

There was a small scar there, barely visible, but it made Jing Ran's cheeks hot.

Her heartbeat also began to be disordered, her breathing became rapid and heavy, and she was afraid that Mo Chengyu would hear it, so she hurriedly withdrew her hand, "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Mo Chengyu looked at her with slightly dark eyes, for a long time, turned around, and left.

Jing Ran closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the burns on her hands were hot again after leaving the cold water, and the pain made her want to cry very much.

The footsteps walked away, and Jing Ran seemed to have lost his strength, leaning on the table, looking at his right hand being red, and tears dripping down.

The footsteps approached again, Jing Ran's heart trembled, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the man's cold face.

Mo Chengyu was holding a burn cream in his hand, and without even looking at her, he stuffed it into her hand, "Wipe it yourself." ”

"Oh."

Jing Ran's lips moved, and he was about to say something, but he had already turned to leave.

She looked at the burn cream in her hand and shuddered.

It's the brand she usually uses.

Keiran was quiet when he was a child, and it was the same when he grew up.

Later, I didn't know what TV series I watched, and I fell in love with cooking, saying that I wanted to catch a man's stomach, and I changed the way to let Mo Chengyu try the dishes.

Mo Chengyu didn't refuse every time, from being unpalatable to slowly being able to eat and the taste became better, he was the only diner.

No matter what the taste is, Mo Chengyu will eat it very well, although he will not praise her.

But Jing Ran still enjoys it.

As a result, I often hurt my hands.

Mo Chengyu prepared all kinds of burn creams and other medicines at home.

Jing Dye only likes this one brand, the taste is small, and the effect is good.

Although she didn't say it, but later, there was only this brand of burn cream in the medicine box.

She put away her thoughts, wiped her hands with paper, and then slowly applied the burn cream.

In the past, he wiped it for himself, with a cold face and a concern.

Jing Ran likes him the most at this time, always pursing his lips and snickering when he lowers his head and focuses on treating his wounds.

But now, she can only medicate herself herself, and that person will never be again.

As soon as he thought of this, Jing Ran suddenly felt very sad and sad.

There are very few people in this world who care about her, even her biological parents will abandon her, and the only person who can be good to her is Mo Chengyu.

But she pushed him away with her own hands.

Very reluctant.

But what can change

Putting away his sad emotions, Jing Ran held back his tears, put the cooked chicken soup well, and was a little hesitant when he went out, because he was not sure if Mo Chengyu would be outside.

But staying in the kitchen by himself was not a solution, Jing Ran had to go out hard, and he was very nervous.

When she saw that the hall was empty, she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that the ensuing sense of loss also overwhelms her.

I thought he would be outside, but in the end, I thought too much about myself.

I can't tell what kind of emotion it was, surrounded by Jing Ran, she tried to calm herself down, and brought the chicken soup upstairs.

Mo Lao took her chicken soup and drank it, and Jing Ran waited quietly on the side.

In the huge study, there was only the sound of Mo Lao drinking soup.

It wasn't until he put down the soup bowl that Jing Ran asked, "Grandpa, do you still want the kitchen downstairs?" ”

"No need." Mo Lao waved his hand and looked at Jing Ran, "I see that your spirit is not good, and your hand seems to be injured, does it matter?"

"It doesn't matter, it's already been dealt with." Jing Ran said hurriedly.

Mo Lao nodded slightly, looking a little relieved, "That's good, don't be busy, go back to the room and rest." ”

"Okay." Jing Ran took the tray handed by the butler and walked towards the door.

After walking a few steps, Mo Lao asked with some concern, "Xiao Ran, what you promised me yesterday"

"Grandpa, since I promised you, I will do it, don't worry." Jing Ran tried to smile, but it was still difficult to erase the mist from his eyes.

She knew that if she kept one more, she would be exposed, so she hurriedly turned around and left without waiting for Mo to speak.

The hurried back still made Mo Lao's brows furrow.

The housekeeper asked a little worriedly, "Master, are you still not at ease?"

"No, Xiao Ran has been obedient since she was a child, she said that if she can do it, she will definitely be able to do it." Mo Lao sighed slightly.

"That lord is," the butler didn't understand.

Mo Lao sighed again, his expression was heavier than before, and helplessness flashed in his old eyes, "I'm afraid of Chengyu"

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Mo Lao meant.

Jing Ran agreed, but Mo Chengyu may not agree.

Although he hasn't reacted yet, what the situation is in private is not in Mo Lao's control.

After Keizan cleaned up the kitchen, he went upstairs.

At this time, it is safer to have your own room.

After all, when you are out and about, you may run into that person.

As soon as she closed the door, her pretended strength was also broken, her face was full of loss, she leaned against the door with a headache, and closed her eyes to ease her heart.

"Aren't you very happy, why this expression?"

The room suddenly remembered the man's deep voice, and Jing Ran was so frightened that his legs almost weakened, and he looked ahead in horror.

Mo Chengyu was standing by the window, handsome and gloomy, looking at her coldly, as if there was ridicule, as if there was distress that she couldn't see.

Jing Ran immediately became vigilant like a hedgehog, "What are you doing in my room?"

"Is there anything wrong with my uncle going to my niece's room" Mo Chengyu also asked lightly, his tone was domineering and sharp.

Jing Ran was so stumped by his words that he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

He is becoming more and more persecutive, and he knows how to step on people's sore spots.

Mo Chengyu didn't give her a chance to breathe, and approached step by step.

Jing Ran had no way back, so he said stubbornly, "It is precisely because of the relationship between my uncle and my niece that I can't be casual." ”

He was already standing in front of him, his breaths intertwined.

Jing Ran only needs to raise his eyes to be able to meet him.

The throbbing that only came with his proximity almost drowned out her reason.

She was so nervous that she hurriedly reached out to push him, but as soon as the palm of her hand touched the man's chest through the thin clothes, it was as if she was stimulated by electricity, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, "Uncle, can you go out?"

Mo Chengyu raised a hand and landed directly on the side of her face and in front of her eyes.

This is the standard wall-knock pattern.

If it were the past, Jing Ran would definitely blush and heartbeat, and maybe be so excited that he would steal a kiss.

But now, she was only flustered.

The man's dark eyes were dark and dark, full of quiet swirls, as if he would disappear if he fell into it, and he bowed his head slightly.

The corners of her beautiful lips were about to touch her forehead, and her voice was low and deep, "Jing Ran, you are too naïve. ”

"What do you mean," Jing Ran asked tremblingly.

Mo Chengyu's obscure gaze narrowed slightly, "It means, if you start shouting, then swim me to end." ”

"Uncle"

He kissed him domineeringly, so fierce, the kiss caught Jing Ran off guard.

Jing Ran raised his hands to hit him, but he took the first step to understand her actions, grabbed her hands directly, and pressed them hard against the wall.

Jing Ran was forced to move.

His legs pressed against her whole person, and the kiss was fierce and fierce, as if he was venting something.

Jing Ran seemed to have tasted blood, dizzy, his body couldn't stop weakening, and he could only slowly rely on his gravity on the man.

This allows the man to taste her lips more deeply, so devoted, so intoxicated.

Each other's eyes have been lost, and they are clear and shallow in this afternoon.

Keizai seemed to think of the first kiss between them.

At that time, she was only fifteen years old.

Honest young girl good age.

She was already tall in a group of girls, but in front of this man, she was as short as a child.

At that time, Mo Chengyu was already twenty-eight, the golden age of men.

Mo's hands were all handed over to him, and he took care of them day by day.

How many women have attracted the attention of such a man

Among the several wealthy families in Jiangcheng, there are only a few men who are peugeot and attractive.

So much so that several people have become the fat of many women, and everyone wants to be contaminated.

Even the female classmates around Jing Ran have already begun to discuss.

Some people like Long Yejue's radiant spirit, some people like Qi Yunmo's handsome and elegant, some people like Hexi Jue's humor, and some people like Mo Chengyu's calm and introverted.

The girl's mind has never been told to anyone, and it is well hidden.

But that day, when a few female classmates said that they liked Mo Chengyu, she was jealous.

The soreness in her chest made her unable to suspend classes with peace of mind, so she skipped class for the first time and left school and went directly to his company.

If nothing else, I just want to see him.

Because only then will her flustered heart settle down.

She often comes to the company, and the people in the company know each other, so they let her in and wait.

Jing Ran will never forget the scene that happened. Standing and pushing good books - my career as a young model